"7 years ago"It reads. I raised an eyebrow and frowned. Reading this phrase made me feel a bit nervous and weird. I don't know but... What happened 7 years ago? 7 years ago I was 5 years old and I don't think i'll remember anything from that age... If ever, just some important sh*ts happening before.

But I realized that I didn't really pay attention in life back when I was 5 years old because I can't remember anything from that timeline.

I shrugged and tuck the paper back inside the book.

I slid down my bed, quiet as a mouse so I won't wake up Daigo. He was fast asleep, peaceful as an angel so maybe waking him up isn't a good idea. Even though I've woke him up a few minutes ago.

***

My feet finally touched the floor, and I felt okay as if nothing had happened. I walked, waltzed, and glittered around the room just to make sure i'm not gonna get that awful and strange sickness anymore.

"Wakiya?"Hoji mumbled from behind the door,"Are you okay now?"

The door knob started to make a clicking noise. I quickly dashed back to my bed and lie down helplessly again. In a fake way.

"Young master?"Hoji approached me, sitting down beside me."Can you speak?"

"You could say that i'm fine already."I grinned, jumping up at my bed before I lost my balance and fell over Hoji."I don't know, The only cure was to stand up."

"Stand up?"Hoji seems to be not convinced about my excuse. But that wasn't an excuse. It really did happen."What do you mean?"

I cleared my throat before I opened my mouth to speak,"Well... I was trying to force myself to stand up because I look so helpless and I feel like i'm gonna be paralyzed."My eyes travelled from one side of the room, to the other. Trying to construct a clearer explanation of what had happened to me."So What I did was... I quickly jumped on my bed and my 'sickness' just like, go away or something."

"Is it true?"Hoji said anxiously. He doesn't seem to be convinced. "You're not making an excuse just because they're here?"

"Yes. Trust me Hoji. Will I have to lie about something so important? It made me feel like i'm gonna die!"I cried out, my eyes were glittering. Trying to make puppy eyes.

"I do trust you Wakiya. But isn't it a bit odd?"Hoji tapped my back,"That thing happened to me before... I think I was finding something in the mansion but afterwards, I forgot what it was."

My eyes widened, surprised because that was the same scenario that had happened earlier,"That! That's what happened!" I pointed at him,"Why did it happen?"

"I do not know..."Hoji sighed, looking away with his hands tuck under his pockets.

"Hoji."I started,"Promise me that you and I are the only person in this room that will know about it. Okay?"

Hoji nodded. He was silent and he seems to be nervous about something,"Young master, I have to go."

I smiled anxiously before Hoji left the room.

"Weird..."I pulled my blanket to wrap it around me."Maybe I should search about it."

As I was about to take my phone out of my pocket, a small piece of paper got stuck on my throat,"F**K!"

I coughed and coughed until I finally cough the retarded paper out of my throat. It was an inch size, its color was creamy white and its texture was a smooth finish.

"Where the hell did you came from?" random papers flying and appearing everywhere makes me feel a bit oblivious.

I opened the folded paper, but it was just a scribble of pen and a fragment of a musical score by Chopin.

"I'm impress someone can write a part of the staff in a tiny piece of paper."I shrugged and tuck it inside my elementary book again.

The paper was kinda wet with saliva but I think it's fine.

I turned my phone on and scroll down at my news feed. It was filled with Valt's pictures eating Beybread and Shu is sharing every one of them.

"Wakiyaaaaa!"A voice of a kid uttered from outside. Wait. It's not a kid. It's an immature bluenette called Valt Aoi.

"WAAAAKKKIIIYAAAAAA!!"Valt quickly slam the door open and jumped at me like we're a really close friend.

"G...get off of me! I have boundaries too! Limitations! Space! Get off!"I kept on pushing this heavy obese kid crushing me so I could move and breathe. But he was too heavy and he's making my arms felt numb.

"I thought you're gonna look worst! But it's a miracle you're alright!"Valt was crying. It was a genuine cry but I don't think i'll feel bad or even care about it. The idea of him crying about me makes him look pathetic.

"Weird..."Shu raised an eyebrow, staring right at my sharp eyes."But we're glad you're fine."

"I was so worried!!!—"Rantaro paused, shifting from a worried look, to an angry one."WHY DID YOU DO IT."

"I didn't do anything FYI."I chuckled, glancing at Daigo who's still asleep.

Understandable.

"You know guys, it's getting late. Why don't you go to sleep?"I suggested. Valt was still crushing me and it's already getting awkward moment by moment.

"You're right."Shu mumbled, walking away without even saying a word afterwards.

"I'm gonna sleep beside you!"Valt insisted, making me push him with full force.

"YOU HAVE YOUR OWN ROOM! GO SLEEP THERE!"I hissed, looking away with my face burning red in annoyance.

"Awww."Valt pouts before Honcho even dragged him out of the room.

I sighed, clenching my fist before I even glanced at Daigo who will LITERALLY sleep at my room.

Should I wake him up?

...

I stood up and approached this small dude sleeping like an angel on my couch."Daigo... Wa—"

... I shouldn't wake him up. I thought. Carrying him on my back instead so I could settle him down in his room.

"You're pretty light aren't you? Well this is a once in a lifetime opportunity to be carried by one of the most cutest and strongest blader in the world."I laughed at my own compliment. Great.

***

My shoes echoes around the corridors. The corridor was lined up with dimmed-yellow wall lights that made my house pretty much look like a hotel.

There are several rooms from left to right in this corridor. Some of them were already used by my... My.... My.. Friends... And some of them were never really opened.

Like that room at the end of the corridor. My dad felt pretty anxious to open that room, so ever since I was a kiddo, that room wasn't really open.

Well I wanted to check what's behind the door but Why would I? As far as I know that's the entrance to the attic according to the location of the attic window.

"Well were here."I hissed,opening the door to Daigo's room. It was pretty big.. But not as big as my room because of course... THAT'S MY ROOM.

"Okay you're becoming pretty heavy"I dropped him gently on his bed and run off like I did nothing. Honcho might caught me and say,"Oh my Gooooddd! Wakiya's being so caringggg~ the Young Master is so niiiceeee!!' Wawhoooo!"

I mean I like compliments and all but I don't like compliments coming from him. Especially that he'll just copy everything I say.

"Wakiya?"A familiar voice called.

It was someone I never really care about, nor does he care about me anyway... He just love spoiling me with stuffs... And I feel bad that he made me like this. Someone who is selfish, and a self-centered dunderhead... Someone... That nobody wants to befriend...

It was my Dad. He was staring at me with his cold eyes, and he still has that businessman feature and outfit. Ugh. How I hate seeing those stuffs.

"You're here. Finally. Late at night. What? You're just gonna say that you're busy helping others... But you never really help your own son."I chuckled, crossing my arms as I stared back at him with my sharp eyes.

"How many times do I have to say that I did this for your own good."He retaliated. He didn't even know that I actually had this weird experience. He doesn't even bother asking me if i'm okay.

"My own good?"I smirked, crossing my arms before I could even speak a word,"You're not even there when I need someone to help me... Mom... You... The only person there with me was Sujihara."

Tears were welling down my cheeks. Good thing everyone was asleep..."And i'm the most happiest.. Person ever... When I Valt... Shu... Honcho.... And Daigo... Came in to my life. They made me feel that even though i'm such a wreck... They still love me for what I am. They made me feel complete. They made me feel what you never made me feel. They made me feel like... I have a family... They're my family. And this is the last thing i'd say to you. Don't ever... Ever try to correct what's been done. Because I will never forgive you."

I turned my back, tears continued to stream down my cheeks. His voice was a dark and cold one... He was mad at me. But I don't feel anything anymore. I just want to...

Sleep...